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Hi! I'm looking for a fic where Draco runs a gay speakeasy behind a potions shop. Harry wanders in one day because Draco has a portrait of Sirius at the front. But Harry keeps coming back in various disguises and flirting with bartender Draco who absolutely knows it's Harry. Blaise is around a lot, so is Oliver Wood. Harry isn't out yet but comes out publicly towards the end of the fic.

It was ~30k on AO3 and I read it maybe a year ago?

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My request

Could you do a Wednesday Addams x reader smut

She catches you flirting with Enid and reads the text between you two, and later you come over to her dorm, it’s only her there, and she’s mad and silent.

She try’s explaining but is to angry to do so, ends up fucking you until she’s not angry anymore

G!p Wednesday btw

At the end enid walks in to see you two in Wednesday’s bed lol

Thank you so much.🖤

The love of his life

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Thank you for asking +18 Wednesday Addams x F!Reader (mermaid) Summary: Request Warning: Wednesday g!p, smut, penetration, rough sex, jealousy, slight mention of choking, dom!Wednesday, sub!Reader

Note: Sorry if this sucks. I am very tired today. But I still wanted to respond to a request so I hope you will like it anyway. Number of words: 1597

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3rd Person Pov:

Y/n is sitting on a table outside. She is between Enid, Yoko and Divina sitting on Yoko's lap. And in front of her there are Bianca, Ajax and Eugene. It’s the weekend so no one has school.

"How's it going with Wednesday?" » Divina asks, turning to Y/n to give her full attention. She wraps her arms around Yoko's neck who also gives you her full attention.

" I don't know. Wednesday is less distant with me than the others. But she doesn't want us to show our affection in front of others. So we don't kiss in public. She doesn't even want to hold hands in public. » Y/n gives a sad smile to her friends. She wished Wednesday would show her love towards her more.

“And when you are alone? » Enid asks curiously. Y/n's cheeks reddened thinking about yesterday with Wednesday fucking her.

“To deprive her of that is a whole different person but I’ll keep that to myself.” »

Y/n and Wednesday have been together for 3 months. Even though everyone at school knows you're in a relationship, Wednesday still doesn't like to show love in public. But for Y/n it didn't bother her because in private, Wednesday showed her love. Y/n was truly in love with the goth and she knew she was going to end her life with this emotionless girl.

“Yeah good idea I don’t want to have too much explanation that could harm my hearing. » Adds Bianca with an expression of disgust. Everyone laughs at his comment.

“My shoulders hurt so much, yesterday’s fencing really exhausted me. » Enid complains while massaging her right shoulder which is painful.

“Wait, I’m going to massage you, you’ll feel better. » Y/n gets up and stands behind Enid and begins to massage her shoulders. Enid closes her eyes in happiness. It's been a long time since she had a shoulder massage.

" Yes like this. Just there. » Enid groaned slightly from the tension in her shoulders.

“Looks like you were fucking.” » Said Bianca laughing.

What no one knew was that Wednesday saw and heard everything. And she thought Y/n and Enid were flirting together. Anger surges through his veins. She clenches her fist and quickly heads to her dorm where she shares with Enid and Y/n. She goes back to her dorm and she does everything in her power not to kill Enid or Bianca or even Y/n. While pacing around the room, Wednesday sees Y/n's phone on her bed. The young goth had watched Y/n do her code once and she had held her back. She knew this information would come in handy one day.

Wednesday takes the phone and enters the code which is her date of birth. She goes to her girlfriend's messages and immediately finds Enid's name. Rocks form in his stomach.

Enid 🐺🌕❤️: I love you my dear

Y/n ❤️‍🔥🧜🏻‍♀️: I love you too my wolf

Enid 🐺🌕❤️: No you don't understand, I love you madly. I am so blessed to have met you.

Y/n ❤️‍🔥🧜🏻‍♀️: Stop it, you'll make me cry. And Wednesday is sleeping next door I don't want to wake her because you make me cry.

Wednesday closes the phone and throws it across the room. She's so angry you'd think smoke was coming out of her ears. Not only does she see her girlfriend flirting with Enid but they also exchange little words of love.

“Enid, I’m going to tear you into pieces and feed your flesh to the squirrels. » Wednesday serves her hands while injuring her hands from her nails digging into her skin.

" You're better? » Y/n sat back down in her place between Enid, Yoko and Divina.

“Yes thank you you were the best. » Enid smiles and kisses Y/n's cheek. “Oh no I put lipstick on your cheek. » Enid laughed softly. " Let me see. » Y/n searches in her pocket for her phone but can't find it. “Shit, I forgot my phone at the dorm. I will be back. »

Y/n gets up and heads inside the school to go back to her dorm.

When she comes home, she finds Wednesday standing between her bed and Wednesday's bed and looking out the window. His arms are crossed over his chest.

“Wednesday you haven’t seen my phone? »

“I threw it at the wall. » The young goth responds without emotion. Y/n frowns.

" All right? And why? » Y/n responds softly because she senses that her girlfriend is upset but she doesn't really know why and slowly walks towards Wednesday.

Wednesday quickly turns around and pushes Y/n onto the bed so she is sitting on the edge of the bed and Wednesday straddles her girlfriend's lap. The emotionless girl cups Y/n's jaw between her thumb and the rest of her fingers and squeezes.

“I saw your little interaction with Enid earlier and your messages between you and Enid. » Wednesday clenches her jaw and squeezes harder on Y/n's jaw. But then she notices the lipstick mark on Y/n's cheek and she immediately knows it's Enid's because of the pink color. Wednesday's irises turn even darker with anger and jealousy.

Wednesday forcefully pushes Y/n to lay her down and gets off of Y/n's lap.

" Take off your clothes. » Orders Wednesday, undressing too. Y/n immediately does as she is told and quickly undresses. Both women are now completely naked.

Wednesday climbs onto the bed and sits on top of Y/n between her thighs. “I’m going to remind you who you belong to. » Wednesday takes his hard cock and thrusts without warning into Y/n's dripping vagina. The young woman moaned in pain and pleasure at the same time.

Wednesday moves her hips with animal speed. “I'm going to remind you who can fuck you and put their lips on you. » Wednesday releases all her anger in her hip movement.

The young goth leans in and kisses Y/n. She sticks her tongue in her mouth and pushes it down Y/n’s throat who chokes her slightly.

" I'm near. » Y/n cries into Wednesday's mouth and clutches the sheets. Wednesday bites her girlfriend's bottom lip hard enough to draw some blood. She licks the blood and gets off of Y/n. The y/h/c girl moans and is sexually aroused and angry. “Get on all fours. » Y/n listens and gets on all fours. Wednesday feels even harder seeing Y/n's ass. She spanks her left buttock hard and Y/n moans in pain and excitement.

“You 'slap' is 'slap' to 'slap' me” Y/n moaned with each slap. Wednesday thrusts into Y/n’s vagina always without warning. She holds Y/n’s hips in place to help him enter her.

Y/n moaned loudly into the cushion. The young goth takes a handful of Y/n's hair and pulls it towards her so that Y/n's back is against her chest. Wednesday puts her hand on Y/n's throat and chokes her slightly as she continues to penetrate her.

“Tell me who you belong to.” » Wednesday whispers in Y/n's ear which sends shivers all over her body.

" Yours. I belong to you only. » The young mermaid said with difficulty with Wednesday's hand still on her throat.

“You’re right Cara Mia. You belong to me and only me. »

Wednesday pushes Y/n so that she is head on the cushions and butt in the air again. Y/n services Wednesday’s cock, a sign that she’s close. The girl with black braids moaned at the pressure on his penis.

“I’m going to cum.” » Y/n cries feeling close.

“Cum for me Cara Mia.” » Wednesday keeps her speed and rubs circles on Y/n's clit to help her cum.

Y/n screams and cramps her back while cumming on Wednesday's cock. The young goth moans and jerks off to cum in Y/n's pussy. The young y/h/c girl moaned as she felt the hot liquid invade the inside of her vagina. Y/n lays on her side with Wednesday lying behind her both tiredly.

“I didn’t hurt you Cara Mia?” » asks Wednesday, worried that she has hurt her girlfriend.

“Are you kidding, it was the best sex I’ve ever had. » Y/n smiled as she turned her head towards Wednesday.

“I love you so much Mio amore. » Wednesday kisses Y/n passionately. Their tongues dance together.

" I love you too my love. And don't forget that you are the only one on my mind. » Y/n replies, pulling away from the kiss and caressing Wednesday's cheek.

“Go get some sleep amore. » Wednesday kisses Y/n's cheek. The girl rolls her head over and falls asleep in her girlfriend's arms with Wednesday's cock still in her pussy.

The door opens slowly and Enid enters the dormitory. “It smells like sex in here. » Enid smirked seeing Wednesday's glare.

“From now on, I forbid you from touching or kissing Y/n’s cheek. »

“I can’t promise anything. » Enid laughed lightly without waking Y/n.

“If I see you flirting with Y/n again, I’ll destroy your stuffed animal collection and tell everyone that you and Ajax had sex in the school library.” » Wednesday responds without emotion.

“Okay, okay but I’m just telling you that Y/n is madly in love with you. So you don't have to worry. And I am madly in love with Ajax. But if you don't mind, I'm going to sleep in Yoko's dorm. I don't want to smell like sex all night long. » Enid hops and leaves the dormitory, closing the door gently.

Wednesday looks at Y/n and gently caresses her cheek.

“I’m madly in love with you too. » Wednesday whispers and she kisses Y/n's cheek lovingly. And she's sure she saw a smile and a blush on her girlfriend's face.

Y/n will be and remain the love of his life.

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[Rise of the Guardians OC]

Name: Eve Hallow

Full Name: Evelyn James Hallow

Other Name(s): Samhain, The Halloween Queen, The Candy Witch, The Devil of Scotland, Evie

Age: 19 (physically, has been around since the 16th century)

Birthplace: Scotland

Home: Scottish Castle

Occupation: Spirit of Halloween, Guardian of Scares

Morality: Good

Gender: Female

Race: Halloween Spirit, Human (formerly)

Hair color: Dark Red, Black (formerly)

Eye color: Red with black sclera, Green (formerly)

Affliction: The Guardians

Allies: Jack Frost, Bunnymund, North, Sandy, Toothiana, The Man in the Moon

Minions: Bats, 10-foot tall wulvers, army of skeletons

Enemies: Pitch

Powers: Shapeshifting, flight, hypnosis

Equipment: Rapier

Voice Actor: Karen Gillan

Evelyn James Hallow, also known as Eve Hallow, is the spirit of Halloween and the Guardian of Scares. She has a long, complicated history with Pitch Black.

History:

Eve was born in 16th century Scotland, and lived during the Great Scottish Witch Hunt 1597. Ever since she was a child, she always loved playing pranks on others and making them laugh. She also was fond of the occult and wanted to know all she could about the strange phenomenon of Scotland. However, as she grew into a young woman, her interests and methods of practical jokes became confused for being in association with the Devil and she was accused of witchcraft.

Before being taken to trial, knowing she was going to be executed, she fled. As she was being chased down by witch hunters, Eve fell over a cliff and ended up slamming her head against a rock. Left to bleed to death, she laid on the ground as the moonlight shone down on her. With her last breath, she wished she could have kept making people smile, unaware her request was heard by The Man in the Moon.

When Eve opened her eyes again, she was surprised to discover her injury was healed. Not only that, but her appearance had changed drastically and she now had horns and wings. Shocked, she was quick to realize she was no longer human.

Over the next few years, Eve embraced her new role as the spirit of Halloween and spread joy and thrills to people wherever she went. In the 1600s, she eventually gets picked to join the Guardians. She also had a few encounters with Pitch Black, developing a sort of partnership with him during the Halloween season. In the end, though, they broke it off due to him attempting to change the holiday into something that was all about complete terror.

Appearance:

Eve is a fairly tall, slender woman with fair skin, long, waist-length dark red hair and red eyes with black sclera. The front sections of her hair are pulled to the back of her head and secured in place by a small, black ribbon.

Sticking out of either side of her head is a pair of long, curved black horns with four small spikes on each. She also has large, retractable bat-like wings on her back. Her canine teeth are noticeably longer and sharper than normal, making them appear as vampire-like fangs.

Her outfit consists of a white, long-sleeved button-up shirt underneath a black, pin-striped vest. She wears a black tailcoat over it along with a dark red skirt. Covering her legs are black stiletto-heeled boots that pass her knees while short black velvet gloves are over her hands. Around her neck is a dark red, frilled jabot.

Before becoming a Halloween spirit, she had black hair, tied in a long braid that rested over her right shoulder, and green eyes. She also wore a tartan with a long-sleeved white chemise that reached to mid-neck, a black bodice, a long green skirt with black and yellow lining, and a matching shawl. Her calves were covered with long, thick white stockings while her feet had black leather shoes.

Personality:

As the spirit of Halloween, Eve takes pride in her holiday and has a fondness for all things spooky. She is also quite flamboyant and tends to be theatrical. While usually having a playful and friendly disposition, she can be a force to be reckoned with when needed.

Similar to Jack Frost, Eve loves pranks and often plays tricks on the locals. However, she is not malicious and mainly does this to bring excitement and joy to the lives of others. She believes that scares should be thrilling and fun for children rather than as a way to induce fear.

She greatly enjoys being a Guardian and will do just about whatever it takes to protect children and their dreams.

Powers and Abilities:

Eve’s main ability is being able to shapeshift into various animals, such as; a wolf, a black cat, a snake, a bat, a spider, a rook, and many more. She can even change into that of a giant, black dragon.

With her wings, Eve can take flight into the air and soar great distances.

She also is able to place others in a hypnotic trance when they stare into her eyes. In this state, she can make people follow her orders with no memory of it happening.

Eve has shown to be adept at using magic. On a small scale, she can produce an unlimited supply of candy and treats out of thin air. A larger scale act is summoning an army of skeleton warriors through necromancy.

She is skilled at swordsmanship and can use her rapier to swiftly take down multiple enemies with ease and effectiveness.

Eve’s physical prowess is obviously superior to the average human being. Her strength, speed, agility, durability, and reflexes are considered inhuman.

She can also telepathically communicate with her bats and wulver warriors.

Relationships:

Jack Frost:

Eve gets along very well with Jack as they both have a love for causing mischief. She is sympathetic towards his amnesia and understands his desire to be believed in by others. They both often enable each other when it comes to playing pranks and jokes.

Pitch Black:

In the past, Eve and Pitch used to have a good friendship with one another. Every Halloween, they would work together; him in helping her spreading the joy of Halloween, and her in getting people to believe in his existence.

However, things began to change when Pitch tried to turn Halloween into a holiday that was about nothing but complete terror. Eve, not agreeing with that being what Halloween was meant to be, ended their friendship.

Nicholas St. North:

Eve and North often have debates with one another over which of their respective holidays is most popular. Despite that, they are shown to be good friends and are willing to help each other when needed.

Bunnymund:

Eve gets along with Bunnymund for the most part, but tends to play a lot of her pranks on him, much to his chagrin.

Toothiana:

Being the only two female Guardians, Eve and Tooth have developed a strong friendship over the years. They both have great respect for one another, knowing how hard the other works at her respective job.

Sandy:

Eve shows to have a lot of respect for Sandy, knowing he was the first Guardian to be chosen. They get along well as they both share a fondness for children and wish to protect them.

(That’s all I have for Eve Hallow right now. I’ll be giving more facts and information about her over time. If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask)

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Adding Context (for some of these, as requested)

fool - An endearment recorded in the 16th and early 17th centuries, usually accompanied by a supporting adjective, such as poor, young, heavenly, and sweet. The other, much more dominant sense of fool probably crushed its tenderness potential.

bully - At first either men or women could be addressed as bully, meaning ‘sweetheart’, but by Shakespeare’s time it was men only. The innkeeper in The Merry Wives of Windsor (1597) calls all the men bully, both with an accompanying noun (‘bully Sir John’, ‘bully doctor’) and as a single vocative (‘Mockwater, in our English tongue, is valour, bully’).

pussy - This use of a cat’s call-name as an endearment is found in a ballad as early as the 16th century (‘Adieu, my pretty pussy . . . ’), but there is a significant gap before OED citations resume in the 19th century. The reason is probably to do with the way puss developed negative associations in the interim (such as spitefulness and slyness). When Samuel Pepys writes in his diary (6 August 1663), ‘His wife, an ugly puss . . . ’, this is a long way from endearment. But when Doctor Jeddler calls his daughter puss (in Charles Dickens’s novella The Battle of Life, 1846, ch. 1), we see a very different usage. The change seems to have taken place during the 18th century, and heralded later adaptations of the pussy motif (e.g., pussums).

ding-ding - A playful adaptation, probably of darling, with OED citations into the early 17th century. Ding-dong and ding-a-dings took it a stage further.

pug - Most of the meanings of pug are to do with ‘small size’ – a dwarf animal, an imp, a nose, a doll – so presumably this endearment was used for people of small stature. OED citations are found throughout the 17th century. There was usually an accompanying adjective: the alliterative pretty pug was popular.

bawcock - This is a man-to-man endearment, ‘fine fellow, my good man’, from French (beau coq ‘fine cock’). It was often used sarcastically, as when Sir Toby Belch teases Malvolio, calling him ‘my bawcock’ (Shakespeare, Twelfth Night, c.1602, 3.4.112).

nutting - The modern use of nut (‘crazy person’) makes it difficult to appreciate the way this word was earlier (17th century) used to mean ‘source of delight’, especially in the phrase for nuts (‘for fun’). A single OED citation from the play Wily Beguiled shows the unusual (to modern eyes) association: Will Cricket addresses ‘sweet Pegge’ with an extravagance of endearments: ‘my nutting, my sweeting, my love, my dove, my honey, my bonny, my duck, my dear, and my darling’.

bagpudding - The word does indeed mean ‘a pudding boiled in bag’, and might seem out of place in this list. But the context of its single recorded use, in playwright John Day’s Humour out of Breath, suggests a jocular sense of ‘clown’ or ‘buffoon’.

cabbage - One of relatively few vegetables that have become endearments, often in the form my (little) cabbage. The usage shows the influence of the equivalent expression in French, mon (petit) chou.

prawn - The dominant human application of prawn was unflattering, but there is a single OED citation suggesting that, for some people at least, the noun could be an endearment. ‘I expect you’re a saucy young prawn, Emma’, says a character in William Pett Ridge’s Minor Dialogues (1895).

pussums - The source is ultimately baby-talk, where diddums (did ’em = ‘did they’) as an expression of commiseration is known from the late 19th century. The -ums ending then had a limited productivity in jocular pet-name vocabulary between playful adults. Pussums came to be used in talking to both people and cats; snookums (1919) for people and lap-dogs. Most recently, we find people and dogs addressed as pookums (probably from pooch), though sociolinguistic lexicography has yet to establish who is responsible.

lamb-chop - A woman in Ellis Lucia’s memoir, Klondike Kate (1962, ch. 2) is described as ‘quite a lamb chop’.

Source ⚜ Notes & References ⚜ Historical Thesaurus

50 Terms of Endearment

This selection of words used as terms of endearment over the past thousand years shows several items that have stood the test of time, notably darling and dear, and some recurring motifs, such as those from the semantic fields of taste and the animal kingdom. But several belong to their own time: bawcock and bully, for example, are encountered in Shakespeare.

darling (c. 888) ⚜ dear (c. 1230) ⚜ sweetheart (c. 1290)

heart (c. 1305) ⚜ honey (c. 1375) ⚜ dove (c. 1386)

cinnamon; love (c. 1405) ⚜ mulling (c. 1475) ⚜ daisy (c. 1485)

mouse (c. 1520) ⚜ whiting (c. 1529) ⚜ fool (c. 1530) ⚜ beautiful (1535)

soul (c. 1538) ⚜ bully (1548) ⚜ lamb (c. 1556) ⚜ pussy (c. 1557)

ding-ding (1564) ⚜ lover (1573) ⚜ pug (1580) ⚜ mopsy (1582)

bun (1587) ⚜ wanton (1589) ⚜ ladybird (1597) ⚜ chuck (1598)

sweetkin (1599) ⚜ duck; joy (1600) ⚜ sparrow (c. 1600)

bawcock (c. 1601) ⚜ nutting (1606) ⚜ tickling (1607)

bagpudding (1608) ⚜ dainty (1611) ⚜ flitter-mouse (1612)

pretty (1616) ⚜ old thing (c. 1625) ⚜ duckling (1630) ⚜ sweetling (1648)

pet (1767) ⚜ sweetie (1778) ⚜ cabbage (1840) ⚜ prawn (1895)

so-and-so (1897) ⚜ pumpkin (1900) ⚜ pussums (1912)

treasure (1920) ⚜ sugar (1930) ⚜ lamb-chop (1962)

Source ⚜ More: Word Lists ⚜ Notes: On Love ⚜ Love Advice ⚜ "I love you" Word Lists: Love Pt. 1 Pt. 2 ⚜ Physiology of Love ⚜ Synonyms ⚜ Kinds of Love

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Surgical Drainage Devices Market 2021-2030 | Global Industry Size, Volume, Trends and Revenue Report

Our analysts are monitoring the situation globally to help you understand how COVID-19 will affect the Surgical Drainage Devices Market

The Surgical Drainage Devices global market research studies offer an in-depth analysis of current industry trends, development models, and methodology. Production processes, development platforms, and the actual product models are some of the variables that have a direct impact on the market. The aforementioned characteristics can drastically vary in response to even minor changes in the product profile. The study provides a thorough explanation of each of these elements of Healthcare.

The Global Surgical Drainage Devices Market is expected to reach USD 2.90 Billion by 2030, at a CAGR of 6.1% during the forecast period 2022 to 2030.

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Key Players Detail:

BRAUN MELSUNGEN AG BECTON DICKINSON & COMPANY (C.R.BARD, INC.) CARDINAL HEALTH INC. CONVATEC GROUP PLC JOHNSON & JOHNSON (ETHICON INC.) MEDLINE INDUSTRIES INC. MEDTRONIC PLC. REDAX S.P.A ROMSONS GROUP PRIVATE. LTD STRYKER CORPORATION

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Segment Analysis

By Product Active Passive

Application Analysis Thoracic & Cardiovascular Surgeries Orthopedics.

This report also splits the market by region:

North America

US

Canada

Mexico

Europe

Germany

Uk

France

Italy

Spain

Russia

Rest of Europe

Asia Pacific

China

Japan

India

South Korea

Australia

Rest of Asia Pacific

South America

Brazil

Argentina

Rest of South America

Middle East & Africa

UAE

Saudi Arabia

Qatar

South Africa

Rest of Middle East & Africa

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Regional demand estimation and forecast

Before commodity price fluctuations

Technology update analysis

Raw material procurement strategy

Competition analysis

Product portfolio matrix

Supplier Management

Cost-benefit analysis

Supply chain optimization analysis

Patent analysis

Market research and development analysis

Mergers and acquisitions

In August 2021, the company SOMAVAC Medical Solutions, Inc. reported that a US patent had been granted for its surgical drain management platform and SOMAVAC SVS Smart Suction Technology.

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Food Service Equipment Market Size Global Industry Analysis, Development and Demand Forecast to 2027

According to a new report published by Allied Market Research, titled, “Food Service Equipment Market by Product Type and End Use: Opportunity Analysis and Industry Forecast, 2021–2027,”  The  global food service equipment market size was valued at $34,252.0 million in 2019, and is projected to reach $44,810.8 million by 2027, registering a CAGR of 5.7% from 2021 to 2027. Food service equipment provides the ease of food preparation, in addition to food safety in the commercial kitchens. Products such as refrigerators & freezers, display cabinets, cutlery, and bakery oven are offered by prime companies, ensuring premium quality and low maintenance cost. Moreover, these equipment are necessary for providing food & beverage services by commercial kitchens including restaurants, hotels, and quick service restaurants. This in turn has fueled the food service equipment market demand in terms of value sales.

Development of the hospitality industry is anticipated to drive the growth of the food service equipment market. Moreover, rise in business related travel, surge in urban population, and rise in number of food joints such as hotels and restaurants fuel the growth of the hospitality industry, thereby driving the growth of the food service equipment market. Change in food habits and busy lifestyle of consumers have led to increase in demand for ready-to-eat meals. Rapid changes in the supporting factors such as disposable income, consumer preferences, increase in working women population, and digitization have resulted into rise in number of quick-service, pop & shop, and other types of restaurants. 

Some of the major players in the global food service equipment industry analyzed in this report include Duke Manufacturing Co. Inc., Electrolux, Dover Corporation, Illinois Tool Works (ITW), Inc., Ali Group S.r.l. a Socio Unico, Welbilt, Inc., Middleby Corporation, Alto-Shaam, Inc., Comstock-Castle Stove Co., Inc., and Cambro Manufacturing Co. Inc.

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Additionally, new equipment featuring brighter colors, sleek designs, and shiny touch screens, are some of the food service equipment market trends. Another trend in food service equipment is multi-functional equipment. Due to space constraints, many restaurateurs tend to utilize equipment that could provide multiple functions and save kitchen space. 

Moreover, food service equipment like rapid cook ovens that feature several cooking methods for preparing variety of foods are in trend. For example, the double batch ventless impingement oven from TurboChef consists of two independently controlled high-speed ovens with oscillating racks, which reduces cooking time and facilitates the preparation of more food. Moreover, each oven can be controlled with a split-screen, Wi-Fi connected touch controller. Thus, making these IOT, multi-functional equipment popular in food service industry.

Furthermore, the demand for food service equipment such as automated cooking & beverage systems, touchless pick-up & delivery equipment, cloud-based IoT solution, and other equipment addressing the evolving foodservice environment is increasing significantly, which, in turn, is anticipated to drive the growth of the market.

The global food service equipment market segments are categorized into product type, end use, and region. By product type, it is classified into cooking equipment, storage & handling equipment, ware washing equipment, and serving equipment. By end use, it is divided into full-service restaurants and hotels, quick service restaurants, and catering. Region wise, the market is analyzed across North America (the U.S., Canada, and Mexico), Europe (Germany, France, the UK, Italy, Spain, and rest of Europe), Asia-Pacific (China, India, Australia, Japan, and rest of Asia-Pacific), and LAMEA (Brazil, UAE, South Africa and Rest of LAMEA).

Key findings of the study

By product type, the cooking equipment segment accounted for the highest food service equipment market share in 2019, growing at a CAGR of 5.3% from 2021 to 2027.

By end use, the full-service restaurants and hotels segment occupied maximum share in the market in 2019 and is expected to dominate the market during the forecast period.

Region wise, North America accounted for highest share in 2019 and is expected to grow at a CAGR of 4.0% during the forecast period.

[mishkakagehishka]

Hiho Korka! I've been wanting to request some writing from you for a bit but have been kinda nervous, so here goes something~

Would you be willing to write Natsume with an S/O who can use magic, but is unskilled/clumsy with it, so he has to teach them how to use it? Preferably mostly fluff, but you can take it wherever you'd like~

Thank ya in advance!! <3

Ayy! I'm happy you got over the nervousness, you really don't need to be nervous to request from me :> (in fact, the nerves go both ways - I always feel unworthy of having friends or mutuals reading my stuff

Word count: 1597 Summary: Natsume is always helping his clumsy apprentice when their magic goes awry, but this time might have been the straw that broke the camel's back. And now, he has to help them see that, despite all their mistake, he still believes in them, and he just wants to see them prosper. "KitTEN" count: 1 Notes: Is it too late to mention that I don't know what counts as fluff. Feelings get hurt, but it is quickly resolved - and I hope the resolution is fluffy enough;;; + they/them pronouns used

Being the apprentice of the famed Natsume Sakasaki, idol and fortune teller, was hardly an easy or stress-free life, but it was rewarding, fulfilling. After all, Natsume was known for good reason, and having him as a teacher was possibly the best thing that could happen to a prospective magician. Not to mention the fact that he, being who he was, wasn’t the most open or affectionate of people, so even just being able to catch his eye and being considered worthy of his teaching was a significant achievement one could brag about. But, in this case, it hardly meant much. See, the Apprentice had a natural talent with magic, much like Natsume himself had, but they were… clumsy. They would drop their cards at least thrice before they could even start a tarot reading, and brewing potions was always full of surprises with them – whether they were going to drop ingredients or make a disastrous mistake in measuring was seemingly decided by a coin toss the moment they stepped into the room. Still, he enjoyed teaching them. There was a certain bond between the two. Natsume was even fond of the Apprentice, having a certain amount of patience for them; significantly more than he’d had for others. He was unwilling to give up on them, despite their general clumsiness, and his “lessons” would often end with him correcting their mistakes, but still letting them experience success by giving them the honour of finishing the final step. To motivate them, as he would say.

And, as many times earlier, Natsume was once more overseeing their brewing practise. “Measure carefuLLY,” he warned, not looking up from the magazine he was reading. He was comfortably seated on a chair next to the desk the Apprentice was working at. In that way, he could keep an eye on both them and all they were doing with the many ingredients, chemicals and tools that cluttered the wooden surface without straining his neck too much. The Apprentice nodded, brows furrowed in concentration. Their hands made the smallest movements as they used a pair of tweezers to move a solid, small ingredient from a petri dish to the flask holding their main mixture. Following a moment of silence, Natsume looked up from the magazine, taking a single glance to conclude what they have – and haven’t – done. “You made sure to stir before adding that, RIGHT?” Their hand froze, the tweezers still holding onto the leaf. “Um, oops.” They quickly returned the ingredient back to its dish, before setting the flask down a tad too carelessly. Having made a mistake, nervousness was already setting in. For a moment, he thought to watch them drop and break something again, to fail disastrously, or to just wait until they give up. But, in reality, he couldn’t bear it anymore. He was getting frustrated himself at their penchant for failing spectacularly, but he imagined it couldn’t have been easy for them to deal with, even if he was able to laugh it off. So, in an almost impulsive, he decided he was going to help more directly this time – before they had a chance to completely screw up. Natsume sighed, setting the magazine down on the floor (to not further clutter the desk) before rubbing his temple in (feigned) exasperation. “I guess it can’t be HELPED.” With swift steps, he positioned himself to stand behind his apprentice, who was still spinning around like a headless chicken and trying to find a glass rod. From that position, pressed against their back, he cupped their hands with his own, and began moving them, guiding them.

“I don’t think you need to help me, I got this,” they protested. But it fell on deaf ears, as he merely laughed in response. “You got THIS? That’s not how it looks to ME.” Graciously, he moved their hands to sift through the drawers built into the desk, making them grab the glass stirrer. “Magic isn’t just about knowing the right incantaTIONS. A lot lies in muscle memoRY. You wanted me to teach you, NO? I am merely helping you become a proper magiCIAN.” He used their hands to stir the concoction. With practised movements, he guided them into adding the leaf, waiting for it to dissolve, before swishing the flask around. And so, together, they went through the preparation process. His masterful presence behind them, his whispers of encouragement and guidance tickling their ear, and his hands tenderly, gently, confidently orchestrating their movement.

“Good JOB,” he praised once the potion stood finished on the desk. A sparkling, glowing green liquid, just viscous enough to remind of warm honey. “This is what you’re capable of, your potenTIAL. What you could do without my help, if only you were a little more careFUL.” But the Apprentice didn’t seem to share in his pride. Instead, their eyes were glued to the floor, lips pressed into a thin line. Disappointment. “But I’m not the one who made it. You did most of the work.” “I only assisted YOU. That’s my job as your masTER.”

Natsume couldn’t lie and say he never noticed how their expression would twist into that of dejection – how they’d frown and clench their fists in frustration – every time they messed up. Forgetting the right words, the meaning of a card, the purpose of a tool or ingredient, they were all very human and very normal mistakes. But they always left them sad, disappointed. And he hated seeing the effect it had on them. He had to wonder if it couldn’t be his fault in part; maybe he was being too harsh, not giving nearly enough carrots to offset the stick, maybe he placed too much pressure on them. And he just couldn’t have that. A magician’s job was to make people smile, first and foremost. Most of all, he just didn’t like seeing them so sad.

He leaned towards them, attempting to meet their eyes from below. “Hey, look at ME.” And the Apprentice did as was asked of them. Natsume was left without words for a moment, seeing tears threatening to spill from the corners of their eyes. Their lip trembling, they were moments away from crying. He wasn’t sure what to say, so he stepped back, giving them some space. “Come on, tears don't suit that pretty face of YOURS,” he tried to play it off. “What hapPPENED? Why are you cryING?” “Well,” they inhaled, breath hitching. Natsume couldn’t bear to look at them like that, but he steeled his nerves. “It’s just… you’re always fixing my mistakes, and I wonder if it’s even okay for me to still be your apprentice…” They trailed off. Leaving so much unsaid, but all of it understood. Natsume brought his hand to his chin, as if thinking of a response. They prepared themselves for a scolding, but still, he was silent. A painfully tense ten seconds passed in that silence, before Natsume walked around them, and back to the desk’s drawers. He procured a small cube – about the size of a sugar cube. It didn’t look like anything special, asides from the fact that it was coloured a deep red, there was nothing distinctive about it.

“Give me your hands, kitTEN,” he commanded once he was in front of them again. The Apprentice outstretched their hands, opening their palms as if waiting for an offering. And he gingerly placed the cube in their hold. “Go put it in the poTION.” “What if I mess up?” “Not even you can fail at THIS.” They didn’t look pleased with that. “… I’m just kidDING. Go on, you’ll be oKAY.” He observed them shuffling towards the desk, cube carefully cradled in their hands. They held the flask with one hand, the other trembling as they dropped the cube into the liquid. It bubbled and frothed, and within moments, the sparkly green faded and twisted into a vibrant purple. Though the viscosity appeared to stay the same, the sparkles were only further emphasised, but it was as if the liquid was suddenly carbonated. It had become fizzy, droplets shooting up like fireworks, but falling short of escaping the container. “Isn’t it beautiFUL?” “… It is.” “You shouldn’t think like THAT.” He changed the subject relatively quick. Upon noticing the way his apprentice quirked their brow in confusion, he elaborated, “It’s not that you made mistakes and I fixed THEM. We simply worked togeTHER.” “Yeah, but-“ “No BUTS. You’re my apprenTICE. Of course I will work with you when you experience difficulTIES. How else would you LEARN?”

The Apprentice breathed out, in relief Natsume hoped. “That makes me feel a little better, I guess. Thank you.” “You’re welCOME.” A short pause. He opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, but hesitated. He was thinking his words over, looking between the bubbling liquid in the flask and his apprentice, who seemed to be focused on the same. In that focus, they likely wouldn’t even notice if he spoke up. “I guess it’s my fault, too. I don’t praise you as often as I should. My fine apprentice, every day you improve more and more. Just let me stay by your side and help you when you need help…” he whispered, letting his true feelings slip just a little into his words. Despite it feeling so vulnerable, a part of him hoped they heard him. But, if they did, they made no move to acknowledge it. Just an earnest smile, and eyes dry of tears that looked back at him warmly – warmer than they ever had.

[luvvyouforever]

look at you — r.b.

pairing: robin buckley x short!petite!reader

written by request! word count: 1597

she/her pronouns, afab reader

cw/ smut, size kink, face-sitting, oral sex, mentions of body image, short/petite reader but not the focus of the story, 18+

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robin buckley was taller than most girls her age. she had a growth spurt at a very early age and then continued to grow until her freshman year of high school. the workers at the local shoe show would give her a side eye when she confessed her shoe size and the boys she used to pretend to like would always be intimidated. 

so, she grew to hate her height, her hands, her feet, her long legs. that was until she met you.

you were short and you admitted it. sometimes a child’s clothing would suit you well. your shoes were small and it was hard to see in crowds. it was something you had grown accustomed to throughout the years but the nicknames and teasing never failed to make you frustrated. you disliked being the short, tiny one. that was until you met robin.

one fateful meeting at scoops ahoy led to several more run-ins, awkward flirting, longing eyes, and eventually ended in one passionate kiss at the back of family video. 

being in a relationship with a woman was hard in hawkins, indiana and fear would frequently overcome you when going out with robin. however, to most, it was an innocent, caring friendship between two career-focused girls. they didn’t see robin’s hand overtaking most of your thigh in the back of the theater or the way she moved you to any position she wanted you in. 

robin’s parents had left to visit some family one morning, leaving the entire house to their innocent, good daughter. immediately, she invited you over and with a tote bag hanging off of your shoulder, you were at her doorstep in thirty minutes. she opened the door with a smile, leaning against the doorframe. “hey, honey,” she greeted. 

“hi,” you responded, copying her facial expression. her eyes glanced over your body, not noticing the larger-than-usual jacket hanging on your frame. when she did, though, she felt a surge of pride, love, and maybe arousal flood her system. “oh, my heater’s broken. you left this in my backseat.” 

robin’s hand encircled your wrist and pulled you inside. you couldn’t help the laugh that escaped you as she dragged you all the way to the couch. in seconds, your bag fell to the ground and her large hands slid underneath the jacket, pulling you on top of her. 

“you must like me in your clothes, huh?” you mumbled against her lips. 

her lips kissed a line from the corner of your mouth to the corner of your jaw. when she lifted up and met your eyes, she nodded. “you look good in ‘em,” she explained. her cheeks flushed. “it makes me feel nice seeing you in my jacket. makes me feel all possessive.” 

you pushed your body further into robin’s and her arms grew tighter around your waist. “you can get possessive. you don’t gotta hold back with me,” you told her, ending the sentence with a particularly rough kiss on her neck. robin froze for just a beat but soon, you were laying back on the couch. her body completely overtook your own and you relished in the feeling. 

robin liked to use her height and her hands against you in these moments when she was able to just let herself be free and consumed with love. her long legs were able to wrap around yours, effectively keeping you pinned down to the couch. with each passing minute, you grew needier and needier for your girlfriend. so much so that when her thigh lifted and touched your core, you let out the most pathetic whine that made robin laugh. 

“poor girl,” she mumbled. nevertheless, she continued her kissing and teasing, littering your neck in bright red splotches. “so small under me,” she added. you let out another noise which made her hands squeeze your hips tightly. robin, feeling her own desperation, rolled her lower body into yours, pushing your most sensitive spots close together. 

“fuck, robin,” you whimpered. she did it once more. though you weren’t as strong or as tall, you tried to drag her body down towards your own. she let you, though, and also allowed you to strip off her shirt. she did the same for you but unhooked your bra with expert precision as well. “yes! more, please!” you shouted just a bit too loud as her mouth gave attention to your breasts. she took each in her mouth then let them go with a pop! which made her smile. 

suddenly, robin had tugged off her own bra then fell back on the couch. when you didn’t follow, she rose back up and lifted you onto her lap. “there we go,” robin muttered. you leaned down to cover her own neck and chest in kisses. she kept a firm hand at the back of your head, the other splayed across your back. 

you felt almost awkward with your attempts to replicate her actions but it was difficult. all you could think about was her pinning you against a wall or throwing you over her shoulder. normally, you’d despise feeling small however robin did it in a way that made you feel comfortable and loved. she always felt the same, enjoying the newfound usage for her height.

“hun?” robin asked to grab your attention. your head lifted from her breasts. “i want you to do something. please?” 

“what is it?” you asked innocently. her hands wound around your body and pushed you upwards from the grip she made on your ass. your breath hitched in your throat but you didn’t feel too terribly nervous about what she was ready to ask.

“i want you to sit on my face,” she admitted. “please.” a sheepish smile made its way onto her lips and her eyes were almost pleading. she had brought it up before but the house wasn’t empty and it was far too risky. “and you won’t suffocate me either! if you did, what a wonderful way to go. but… you know. look at you!” she gestured to your body and pulled you up even higher. “so small, so perfect against me. i wanna taste you.”

well, you couldn’t say no to that, could you? quickly, you hopped off of her chest to pull down your jeans. they were thrown somewhere across the room and your underwear shortly followed. before she situated herself against the couch, she drank in your body, savoring the moment. 

you watched as robin scooted down the couch, giving you enough room for your legs to rest on either side of her head. you glanced down nervously to which she responded with a smile and nod. it was all the reassurance you needed before you knelt the rest of the way down, onto her tongue. 

her mouth had always felt so great on you and she knew how to work it. you weren’t sure how, considering she told you she was a virgin, but she was a natural at it from the beginning. however, something about this moment, and about this position, amplified every feeling one hundred times. her hands had met your ass again and she was pushing you down, practically putting all of your weight onto her face. 

had you been looking, you would’ve noticed the way robin’s hips bucked in the air and how her thighs squeezed together. she wasn’t even trying to have an orgasm but the way you grinded down onto her tongue sent desperation down to her core. she was needy for some friction or attention but the mission at hand was significantly more important.

“robin! please!” you weren’t sure what you were beginning for but it seemed to be the only thing you were capable of whining over and over. one of your hands gripped the couch so tightly that your knuckles were white while the other was wound in her hair. “you feel so good.” 

the praise went straight to robin’s head and without warning, her tongue was moving faster than it had before. her mouth went from your entrance up to your clit where she’d give it small licks before taking it between her lips. it was heaven, the way she moved. robin was sure she could do this to you for another hour. 

you would’ve let her if it weren’t for the orgasm building in your stomach, threatening to release with a scream of robin’s name. she flattened out her tongue, licking long stripes from your entrance back to your clit. your eyes squeezed tight and your thighs squeezed her head tight as your ogasm came closer and closer. with just the smallest, most miniscule of touches, you were cumming on robin’s tongue. 

she hummed appreciatively, sending a jolt through your body at the vibrations. you had gotten so sensitive to the point that simply feeling robin’s lips made you shiver. while you recovered, robin shifted your hips back onto her lap. she scooted up and pulled you close. her hair was ridiculously messed up and her lips were glistening. 

though her face was sticky and the rest of her body felt sweaty, she smiled and nustled into your hair. she pressed a gentle kiss to the top of it. once your breathing went back to normal, she dared a kiss to your lips. she still tasted like you and it only made you feel more desperate and aroused, this time to please her, though. 

robin’s long arms wrapped around your middle as you started your kissing on her once more. you looked up at her with a smirk. “my turn now, big girl.”

[astromaki]

part 2 of 5000 $ - shoto todoroki x fem!reader (1597 words)

part 1. (previous)

tw ; minors dni, angst, nsfw, toxic relationship, mention of cheating and breakup, shoto is a complete bastard here

you finally did it.

you broke up with him a week ago. for real this time, not like the last hundred times you'd yelled at him that he was a heartless jerk. just so he could get you into bed the second you calmed down.

no, you threw him in the trash the day after that party. by message, but it was a start.

even your social media status had gone from 'in a relationship' to 'single <3', you'd even reinstalled tinder, and accepted follow requests on instagram from those boys in the same class as you in college.

and shoto seemed to have abandoned you too. no news from him, and you hadn't even run into him on campus in the last few days.

so why did it still hurt to think about him ? why did your lips refuse to say his name ? and why the fuck did your sheets still smell like him despite the many machines ?

so you could tell that you felt a little joy when you saw this message.

he had sent you this two days ago.

and it's been two days, you've been wondering if it was a good idea to see him again right away.

never mind, you were already at his door. besides, you didn't have to talk to him, just take back what belonged to you and go home. it couldn't go wrong ? right ? it's ridiculous, you even had to convince yourself now.

you knocked, once, twice, three times. you could hear someone inside. and you knew he didn't have a roommate. this rich kid could buy the whole building if he wanted.

fuck. you just had to go in and get your stuff, and it's like you were never there. he wouldn't notice you were there.

you opened the door, and were surprised to see a second pair of shoes at the entrance next to shoto's sneakers. which is more like a pair of rather feminine shoes, pumps.

a strange feeling made you shiver. it wasn't like you to track down your exes, but you don't remember seeing a new girl with shoto on social medias.

slight, imperceptible sighs escaped from his room a little further into the apartment. bed squeaks, that male growl you knew all too well.

fuck. fucking hell.

you knew what it was, you knew what those noises were, who was causing them. why he had asked you to come and get those so-called forgotten things.

and yet you still walked to his room, your brain screaming at you to turn around and stay away from that boy and his unmitigated evil. your heart telling you the opposite, to keep going to find out if he still cared about you. no matter how small, you wanted to know, you had to know, if you ever meant anything to him.

or if you were just a joke, that he could throw a little money around.

"shoto, fuck, yes, right there oh fuc-"

you felt tears welling up in your eyes when you finally saw shoto vulgarly fucking a girl in that room, where you used to spend all your evenings.

but that wasn't the worst part. it was that he had taken your best friend to bed, ochako.

"you're so fucking good, i -" he says in a low voice.

he had already created that crack in your heart. but now ?

his blue and gray eyes finally met yours, his gaze was nothing but arrogance and contempt. the only things he ever felt for you. and even though he was fucking your best friend, busy pacing back and forth, he had the nerve to look you up and down. a smirk lit up his face.

and that asshole finally said the three words he never disdained to say to you.

"i love you ochako," he finally said, looking you straight in the eye. you're the best sex i've ever had. "

his words were spoken clearly, slowly, so that they were articulate for you to hear. a mixture of anger, and sorrow suddenly overtook you

as if you had come back to reality, you suddenly left the room. your steps were disordered, you had lost all your balance, gravity seemed to be slightly stronger. your hands dropped some objects on your way.

what was wrong with you? why?

ochako had finally noticed you after her orgasm, and weakly called out your name, as if begging you to come back would make things better. that he was cheating on you was one thing, but with her ? the one who had pushed you to leave him?

you could hear heavy footsteps following you down the hallway to the front door. and a muscular hand grabbed your wrist to turn you around in one simple motion.

obviously, who else ?

"so you just walk into people's houses without knocking now?"

wow, how did he manage to make you hate him a little more every time he opened his mouth ?

"stop it. don't mess with me. you sent me a message to come in today to get my stuff." your voice was firm.

his face was as haughty as ever, yet he already seemed a little more natural and relaxed than the other times. you would have found it attractive if it wasn't after a romp with your best friend.

"ah, that's right. and so it's okay? you got everything? "

his deceptively kind voice made you want to scream. to take anything and throw it at him. he still had this annoying habit of driving you crazy even after you'd broken up. you wanted to hurt him like he'd been hurting you for months.

but your shaky, broken voice didn't reflect your desires. you were about to cry.

"i don't understand why? why you're being so mean to me. i'm not stupid, shoto, i know that you invited me here today just to see you fuck her."

his face hadn't changed, nor had his eyes. he was glaring at you miserably. as usual.

"i was hoping we could talk if i came to your door so we could maybe work things out, get off to a good start." and it's true, that message he sent you had falsely given you false hope. and you had fallen off the deep end.

a slight sigh escaped his lips. that slight sigh that made the cup overflow.

"why do you care ? we broke up, right ?"he said it in such a carefree tone.

"fuk you shoto. fuck you. you don't even realize how fucking toxic you are! you throw money around to get what you want, you fuck with people and play with their feelings! you're a fucking asshole. and you're a lot like your father for someone who hates him deeply. "

your words of hatred and anger that you had been building up for weeks, for fucking months, poured out on him like a lava flow.

it was mean, it was sincere, and it hurt shoto. it hurt him to see that he had done too much this tim.

his emotionless gaze watched you get angry, cry, push him, hit him, dry your tears that he couldn't tell if they were of melancholy or rage. he saw you push his hand away as he tried desperately to calm you down.

you couldn't see it, too busy screaming and drying your tears, but you managed to wring a sincere expression from shoto.

he was just panicking. he was panicking because he knew he had crossed the point of no return. that not even $5,000 or $10,000 or even $50,000 would bring you back.

his love, full of flaws, who never knew a healthy role model from his parents, would not be enough to make you stay. not to leave him alone.

because we know the cliché, the rich boy who didn't know how to love. didn't even know how to make the one person who always cared about his own selfish self, stay. but that was shoto though. he was that boy who only had toxic love to give.

but please don't leave him for good, he was begging you mentally.

if he had put his pride aside to express himself or even make you understand, maybe you wouldn't have left.

"i hate you shoto todoroki. i fucking hate you. but know that you'll end up alone, you and your stupid money. and i'll be the first to laugh. "

fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckfuck.

" i- y/n just wait- "

he didn't think you'd hate him so much. the young man knew he was just an asshole with a fat bank account. he just thought that by fucking your best friend he'd get you to come back to him, out of desperation, out of a desperate love.

he didn't think he would feel such a pressure on his chest when he saw you slam the door, leaving him alone in the apartment with your best friend and a big hole in his heart.

he didn't think he'd regret his actions. he was a rich guy who always wanted what he wanted, whether it was money or sex. so you were easy. right ?

he never imagined that he would miss your perfume, your exasperating smiles, that he would miss you.

you were barely gone, and he knew he would miss you.

a/n ; i've never written such a nasty shoto sorry 😟 kinda want to leave this story like this...

please lemme know what you thought about this second part, should i make a third one ? (+ reblogs are appreciated <3)

🔖 taglist; @deepestranchgoopdeputy @kizuatonoaiko

[duffslut]

R u mine? 2

Duff mckagan x reader

My Masterlist.

Word count: 1597

Warnings: Fluff!

After you and Duff went out of the pub, Duff guided you to his car that was parked across the street in front of the bar.

- Are you sure you can drive?

- We'll just take a ride baby don't worry.

You trusted him, and also, you were drunk too.

Duff opened the car door for you to get into the front seat and walked around to the steering wheel beside you.

- You good?

Duff asked before starting the car.

- Yes, I'm good.

Duff started off by driving slowly as if worried about your reaction, but as soon as he looked at you, you smiled nodding that he could go faster. He smiled back and ran a hand through his hair before accelerating the car.

You opened the window and saw the street of the bar getting farther and farther away as Duff accelerated, You passed in front of your apartment, Duff accelerating more and more making you feel butterflies in your stomach, the streets were empty and more and more blurry due to you being drunk and the speed at which Duff was driving.

You felt your body shiver as Duff's hand rested on your thigh, light and firm at the same time, while with the other hand he continued driving and looking straight ahead, as if his hand there made no difference, but it did for you. Duff's hand squeezed your thigh in an involuntary gesture as he made a turn using only his left hand, Your body froze at his touch. He looked incredibly handsome beside youl, the tattoo on his arm fading and reappearing due to the continual changing light.

You breathed fast and deeply as you felt the wind ruffle your hair, Duff was just focused on driving as fast as possible and sometimes he looked at you to confirm that everything was ok.

- You know, Y/n, I wish you had accepted my request to buy you coffee earlier.

Duff let his hair fall over his face like he was shy to say it, he gave you a little look as if he wanted to say something else, but he just kept driving.

- I wish I had accepted, I had no idea you were a rockstar.

You said laughing and he laughed too, now driving not so fast. "a rockstar" he said like he was thinking about it.

- Wanna do something crazy?

You were tempted to accept it, even though you had no idea what he was talking about.

- It's almost 1am, do you know that, right?

- C'mon Y/n, it's just for today, you didn't wear these boots for nothing did you?

- You're right. let's "do something crazy".

You leaned back in the car seat and closed your eyes just feeling the wind in your face. A smile escaped your lips just at the thought of where Duff was taking you, but you knowed exactly what he was planning when you started to smell the sea and the wind got even colder.

Duff got out of the car first and opened the door for you. You got out of the car and automatically your body shivered from the cold on the beach and the complete silence of the place that was broken only by the sound of the waves.

- You don't usually do that, right, princess?

Duff asked as he guided you with his hands behind your back to the sand on the beach, his boot sinking into the sand with each step, but you couldn't care less.

- Actually I always come to the beach at dawn with drunk rockstars, it's like a hobbie.

You said kicking sand in Duff's direction, making him smirk.

- you understood me.

You and Duff stopped a few feet away from the water and sat down on the sand.

- Actually no. - you said feeling your cheeks get hot, the truth is you didn't really used to do that sort of thing, but Duff made you feel protected with him. - I tend to be careful when I go out with some guy.

- And why not with me?

Duff looked directly into your eyes as he spoke, as if he wanted to figure out your answer before you said it.

- I don't know Duff, I think maybe I choose to trust you.

Duff reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a joint and a matchbox.

- Do you want it?

You nodded and Duff put the joint to your lips saying "Ladies first" he lit a match covering the wind fire with his hands and approached you lighting the cigarette.

you inhaled the cigarette and coughed a little after passing it to Duff. After a while just watching the sea and sharing the joint between you guys, you started to think your breeze wouldn't hit, but then you thought you saw something in the water and got up quickly, your head took seconds to follow you and you realized you were stoned as fuck.

- what's up baby girl?

Duff got up and staggered in place a few times, he was as stoned as you are.

- I thought I saw something in the water, don't you see that?

You really didn't know if there was anything there or if it was just your imagination, Duff narrowed his eyes as if looking for what you said you saw.

- There's only one way to find out.

He started pulling off his boots and the rest of his clothes awkwardly while still holding the tip of the joint between his lips. you looked at it in disbelief of what you saw while you still felt that there was something in the water that somehow seemed to be calling to you.

"Duff what in the fucking hell are you..."

You didn't have time to finish talking, Duff was only in his underwear when he ran towards the water.

- Didn't you want to do something crazy? do it

You didn't think twice, it seemed like a great idea to take off your boots and place them next to Duff's and right after you take off your clothes and stay in just your panties and bra.

You ran towards Duff who was already in the water, slowing down as your feet hit the icy water but Duff came towards you with his hand outstretched. You could barely see him due to the darkness, you just noticed that his hair was now all the color of the single black lock. Duff laughed as his hands lovingly reached your waist, pulling you into the water.

You dove in without bothering to wet your hair or your underwear, Duff was waiting for you when you came out of the water, a goofy smile on his lips.

- found something?

Duff approached you, the height difference becoming obvious the closer he got, you crossed your arms, your lips trembling with cold, and as soon as you went to answer Duff kissed you, he wrapped his arms around your body as if trying to warm you up, his lips were warm and inviting, making you want more, his tongue invaded your mouth and his hand moved a few inches down your back, his fingers drawing down your rib.

you stopped the kiss with a light bite to his lips.

- I'm cold, Duffy.

Duff kissed you again, smacking your lips before taking your hand and leading you back to the sand. You grabbed your clothes and ran to the car, Duff wore his shirt on you treating you like a baby after feeling guilty for making you go into the water.

- do you want me to drop you off at home? I mean, I'm in a hotel with the boys if you want...

- You can let me at home baby I'm tired

Duff nodded and asked you the way while driving, as soon as he pulled up in front of your house, you didn't know what to say to say goodbye. The night had been amazing and you didn't want him to think you didn't like it, you did, and if you could you would go to the hotel where he was staying and end the night even better. but you couldn't.

you turned to the backseat and grabbed your clothes, Duff still silently watching you.

- You call me?

You asked approaching his face, his hair still dripping with water. You left a kiss on his cheek and then continued to kiss him until you reached his lips, you kissed him softly, and Duff kissed you back, his tongue splaying around your lips asking permission to enter, and you gave it right away. You went back to your stool for air and Duff did the same, tucking a few strands of his hair behind his ear.

- I'll call you princess, good night.

You got out of the car and ran into the house, even though the street was empty you were wearing only Duff's shirt and panties.

You threw yourself on the bed as soon as you arrived in the bedroom, your feet still with the sand left were out of the cover. you heard your cell phone ring and thought it could be your friend who hadn't shown any signs of life all night, but actually there's a message of Y/f/n of minutes ago, probably when you were at the car, but the message that you just received was of Duff.

" Hey pretty boots, want to see you tomorrow, what do you think? "

You smiled at the nickname the blonde gave you, somehow you felt important that he noticed your boots.

" Great. Where? "

"maybe we can have a coffee"

[beardofkamenev]

The Romance of Catherine and Owen

From Elis Gruffydd’s Chronicle of the Six Ages (1552)

Image: ‘The Seduction of Lancelot’, Le livre de Lancelot du Lac (c. 1401-1425)

This extract from Elis Gruffydd’s 16th century chronicle, Cronicl o Wech Oesoedd (Chronicle of the Six Ages), relays one of the popular theories of how Catherine de Valois, the Dowager Queen of England, met Owen Tudor, the Welsh squire who would become her second husband. In this version, Owen first comes to Catherine’s attention when she spies him bathing naked in a stream, and she later contrives to meet him in secret.

Catherine had been a widow for some years. The council forbade her to marry again, a prohibition which she openly resented. [1] At that time, a squire of Gwynedd, who was chief butler at court, [2] conceived an attachment for the queen's maid of honour.

One day in summer, he and his friends were bathing in the stream which skirts the castle walls. The Queen, observing them, saw that Owen — for that was the squire's name — surpassed the others in skill, and was more handsome of figure. Whereupon she turned to her maid and said, “Yonder then is thy lover?” “In truth,” replied the maid, “no sooner am I alone than he plagues me with his attentions.” “Let me,” replied Catherine, “take your place in disguise to-night, and he shall harass you no more.” 

Owen and the maid used to meet on the gallery not far from the queen's chamber. Thither the Queen made her way stealthily at nightfall. Owen had already arrived. Only a few words had passed between them when they saw a light approaching as though the Queen, as Owen thought, was on her way to her chamber. The maid's demeanour was strange, he thought, and he began to suspect that he was being deceived. He would have kissed her lips; but Catherine, who wished to conceal her face, struggled, and received a slight wound on her cheek. Meanwhile the light was coming nearer, and they parted. 

Next day Catherine instructed her chamberlain to command Owen to serve her in person at dinner. Then it was that Owen discovered that the Queen herself was the fair intruder, and he bent his head at the thought that he had wounded her. According to some, he would immediately have returned to his native land; according to others, the Queen herself detained him at court, and having ascertained his descent from the old British kings, married him secretly.

[Notes under the cut]

This translation from the original Welsh by J. Alban Morris can be found in Howell T. Evans’ seminal work, Wales and the Wars of the Roses (1905). Though a monumental literary achievement and wonderful example of Elizabethan Welsh language text, Elis Gruffydd’s Chronicle is “unreliable in many details.” For example, it claims that Owen Tudor was executed for marrying Catherine (he was executed in 1461 after the Battle of Mortimer’s Cross, twenty-four years after Catherine’s death), and that his marriage to Catherine took place in 1425 (it most likely took place in 1429).

There are no reliable accounts of how Owen and Catherine's romance began; there are, however, many poetical traditions. One of Owen’s contemporaries, the Welsh poet Ieuan Gethin (c.1390-1470), wrote that “on a feast day, [Owen] fell in love ... with the daughter of the king of the land of wine,” and that their meeting had been “energetic” and “passionate.” This accords with later English accounts that Owen first came to Catherine’s attention when he accidentally fell into her lap while dancing at a feast. The Elizabethan poet Michael Drayton (1563-1631) memorialised this event in his 1597 poem, Owen Tudor to Queen Katherine:

When in your presence I was call'd to dance, In loftie Tricks whilst I my selfe advance, And in a Turne, my footing fay I'd by hap, Was't not my chance to light into your lap? Who would not judge it fortunes greatest grace, Sith he must fall, to fall in such a place?

Another Elizabethan poet, Hugh Holland (1569-1633), wrote similarly:

His knee did hit against her softer thigh. I hope he felt no great hurt by the fall. That happy fall which mounted him so high.

However, as the historian R.A. Griffiths noted, “the pot-pourri of myth, romanticism, tradition and later anti-Tudor propaganda surrounding this match can rarely be substantiated with historical fact.” It would be unwise to take any of these accounts as a reliable record of the events precipitating Owen and Catherine’s romance, however appealing they may be.

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[1] This refers to a parliamentary statute passed sometime between 13 October 1427 and 25 March 1428, prohibiting Dowager Queens of England from remarrying without the full consent of the king, which could only be granted once the king came of age. Any man who married a Dowager Queen without the king’s permission would forfeit his lands and possessions for the rest of his life. As Henry VI, Catherine’s son, was only six or seven years old at the time, she potentially faced another decade of widowhood. The statute was probably a response to a 1426 petition from the Commons— likely instigated by Catherine herself— requesting that hindrances to her remarriage be abolished; the petition was rejected and gave rise to the statute. It appears to have been passed with the agreement of both Henry VI’s Protector, his uncle Humphrey, Duke of Gloucester, and the de facto leader of the Regency Council, Humphrey’s adversary and half-uncle, Cardinal Henry Beaufort.

[2] The words “chief butler at court” appear to be an oversimplified and somewhat inaccurate translation from the original Welsh. Most scholars agree that Elis Gruffudd claimed that Owen had been Catherine’s “servant and sewer” (“yn wasanaethwr ac yn sewer”)— someone who serves dishes and tastes them. Although Elis Gruffydd’s source is unknown, his claim is not at odds with Henry VI's description of Owen as his “very dear friend and esquire” (“nostre tres cher ame et escuyer”). Owen was perhaps one of Catherine’s Esquires of the Household: a role which would have afforded him intimate access to the Queen. This also comports with the 15th century ‘Lincoln Roll’, which disparagingly refers to Owen as “a chamber servant.” The popular theory put forward by the Victorian writer Agnes Strickland (1796-1874)— that Owen specifically served as Catherine’s Master of the Wardrobe— does not appear to be substantiated. Nevertheless, it is almost certain that Owen served Catherine’s household and came to her attention that way.

Sources: Howell T. Evans, Wales and the Wars of the Roses (1905); Claire Sponsler, The Queen's Dumbshows: John Lydgate and the Making of Early Theater (2014); Ann Parry Owen, ‘“An audacious man of beautiful words”: Ieuan Gethin (c.1390-1470)’, Proceedings of the Harvard Celtic Colloquium, Vol. 34 (2014)

[panevanbuckley]

@on-maars ooh tysm for the tag! I haven't seen this tag game before 💜

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 252

2. What's your total AO3 word count? at the moment, it's 487,043

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? man idk...too many. maybe, like, 15? I'm not gonna list them all 😂

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

baby come home - 2052 (when i tell you i cried...)

come home to my heart - 1697

fake boyfriends (with real kisses) - 1623

don't tell my husband (he'll kill me) - 1615

it's always been you - 1597

5. What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending? oh, I have no clue. I very rarely write angst so it'd be an old fic anyways

6. What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending? umm...all of them?! literally, I pretty much exclusively write fluff so all my fics are happy endings

7. Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you've written? rarely. I'll sometimes do a fic of 9-1-1/lone star or combine the hbo war shows. the craziest one I did was (wow almost exactly a year ago!) 'don't count your chickens before they hatch', a world war z/justified soulmate fic that I actually really like 😂

8. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? not often, and usually it's from a prompt or request because I suck at smut

9. Do you respond to comments, why or why not? of course! every single comment I receive makes my day!! the fact that people read my work, let alone take the time to leave comments, is so insane to me

10. Have you ever received hate on a fic? not that I know of?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? again, not that I know of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? I think I have? a while back...it might've been a reed900 fic? idk off the top of my head though

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? not an entire fic but I've bounced plot ideas with friends before whilst writing, that's always super fun

14. What's your all time favourite ship? to write for? probably buddie at the moment. honestly, it's impossible to choose an 'all time favourite' anything with me though 😂

15. What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will? I have an old reed900 strip club!au that will probably never be finished at this point, as well as a 17k hogwarts au for the pacific that I haven't touched in a year 😭 tbf it's safe to say that any WIPs I've got posted atm probably won't be finished

16. What are your writing strengths? nothing? 😂 idk, I guess I can turn small interactions into meaningful gestures? that's what people tell me anyways

17. What are your writing weaknesses? obviously multi-chapter fics. or just longfics in general. my inspiration has commitment issues and doesn't often stay around long enough for me to write much more than 5k of one idea. which sucks because I'm great at coming up with ideas that could fill 100k 😂

18. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? I have done it often, there's a few bilingual characters I write for. I also love reading fics that have other languages, it always feels more authentic? I don't mind having to use the translator

19. What was the first fandom you wrote for? there'll be no surprise that it was the maze runner - newtmas to be more specific. I'd never considered writing fic before, until lil' fetus me was struck with an idea that I just had to write down

20. What's your favourite fic you've written? oh, I don't know. I tend to love my fics as I'm writing them but once they're finished I hate them? take my jegulus WIP atm, I adore it right now but when it's over I'll probably look back and realise how much it sucks 😂

tagging: @ace-diaz @alienoresimagines @fuzziezss @fix-the-skies @buckbuckley ✨

[littlemissaddict]

Juke

Summary: Julie and Luke can’t stand each other but when they get paired for a project their true feelings come to life. (Requested)

Word Count: 1597

Julie was not looking forward to school today, it might have something to do with the fact that she had a double English class this morning and they were going to be working on their paired projects. Now normally it wouldn’t bother her but then this wasn’t like normal as she wasn’t paired with Flynn like she usually would be, this time her partner had been picked for her as she had been unfortunate enough to be off school sick on the day that the project had been announced. No, she'd had the bad luck to be partnered with Luke, the loud obnoxious boy who sat at the back of the class who never paid attention to what the teacher was saying, that was when he even bothered to turn up to the class anyway. 

Flynn cheerily greeted Julie at her locker as she was grabbing her books for class but one look from Julie felt the smile fall from her face, “Okay Julie I know it’s not ideal but it’s only for the one project and then you’ll be stuck with me again” she jokes trying to cheer her friend up.

“I guess” Julie replies, shrugging her bag over her shoulder as the bell goes and they make their way to class. When they get to class the teacher asks them to sit with their partners so that they can get started straight away and Julie’s surprised to find that Luke is already there.

“Well look who actually decided to show up today” she remarks as she slides into the seat next to him and begins pulling out her books.

“Whatever it’s not like I’m happy about this either” he bites back shooting her a glare and Julie hopes that she’ll be able to get through this without killing him. She honestly doesn’t know how this started between the two of them but she couldn’t remember a time since they had met that they weren’t bickering with each other. Half of the school loved him, he was Luke Patterson, the popular bad boy and lead singer of Sunset Curve who all the girls wanted to be with and she understood why. He was attractive with his floppy hair, expressive eyes and not to mention the muscles that were always on display in those stupid cut up tees that he wore but that meant nothing when he just seemed to make it his mission to irritate her.

“You checking me out, Molina” he smirked, getting her attention. She glared at him and bit her tongue to stop herself from cursing at him as she turned her focus to the teacher who was running through some last points about the assignment. The truth was she was checking him out without realising that she was, a habit that she had found herself doing more often and she cursed herself for doing it yet again. 

When the teacher finishes and sets them off to begin working Julie turns to Luke ready to suggest some ideas that she has but Luke beats her to it listing off a couple of ideas that, Julie has to admit, are pretty good and Julie must have a look of surprise on her face because he questions her.

“Oh it’s nothing I’m just surprised you’re willing to do the work” she says and she almost misses the look of hurt that crosses Luke’s face that he quickly replaced with his usual look of indifference.

“Okay so what did you have in mind” he scoffs before Julie tells him her ideas and this time it’s Luke’s time to be surprised. Julie ignores this but lets a smug smile rest on her lips as they come to a compromise and combine their ideas which should hopefully turn out to get them a really good grade if all goes well. Suddenly Julie’s not feeling like working with Luke is such an inconvenience to her as they are actually getting along pretty well.

Although they’d had a double period to work on the project, they had not managed to finish it and as it turns out that a lot of other pairs in the class hadn’t either. However their teacher refused to give them another class to work on it, announcing that they had another week to work on it before he expected them to be handed in.

“If you’re free this weekend we could work on it then” Luke suggests, surprising Julie yet again as she was expecting him to say that he was busy with the band or something and that she would have to finish it by herself but she recovers quickly.

“Yeah we could meet at my place” she agrees, they decide on a time before Luke leaves and Julie meets up with Flynn who is not expecting Julie to be in as good a mood as she is.

By the time Saturday rolls around Julie is wondering if it was all too good to be true as she and Luke have spent the rest of the week arguing whenever they see each other, a sharp contrast to Monday's class. Luke is also late to Julie’s and she is starting to get annoyed that she allowed herself to think that Luke was actually going to be any help on the project. She was about to head up to her room to finish it off so that it was out of the way and she could spend the weekend hanging out with Flynn when there was a knock on the door. Opening it she finds Luke standing there with an apologetic smile on his face.

“I’m sorry I’m late I got caught up with uh family stuff but I um I brought snacks” he says holding up a bag and Julie can’t help but notice that he looks nervous which she thinks is a first for the boy standing in front of her. She lets him in and motions for him to follow her as she leads him through to the garage where she had originally planned for them to work. She watches him carefully as he looks around the room, taking in the grand piano and then his gaze falls to the guitar at the side of the couch and his eyes widen like he’s surprised.

“Do you play?” he asks.

“A little but just what mom taught me” she says, her voice trailing off when she mentions her mom and Luke nods, they may not get along but he understands how much it must have hurt for Julie to lose her mom.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to upset you” he says and when Julie looks at him she can tell he means it as there is none of the usual mocking on his face, he looks sincere which is not an emotion she is used to seeing from him, at least not when it’s directed at her.

“You know you’re not as insufferable as I thought you were, in fact you’re kinda nice” she admits, mainly so she can change the subject and it seems to work.

“Is that a compliment I hear, Julie Molina?” Luke asks teasingly, feigning shock and Julie can’t help but laugh.

“Well don’t get used to it we’ll soon be back to normal” she jokes sitting down on the couch and gesturing for him to do the same so they can get to work. Only he doesn't move instead he stays where he is, his arms folded across his chest as he stares at her.

“Julie why do you hate me so much?” he asks, surprising Julie with the straightforwardness of his question. She sat there just looking at him, wondering where this had come from, why it looked like it was bothering him so much.

“What does it matter Luke, it’s not like you like me anyway, now can we just get on with this please?” Julie pleads, gesturing again for him to sit down and this time he does. Thinking that’s the end of it Julie opens up her book to find their work from last time but Luke has a different idea.

“What do you mean I don’t like you, Julie I’m madly in love with you, I only put on this little act because you’ve made it very clear that you don’t like me and I’d like to know why?” Luke confesses pulling the book from her hands. 

“So it’s all an act, the snide comments, the looks everything? Luke your little act is what I have the problem with” Julie says causing Luke’s eye to widen at her words and he mumbles something that Julie doesn’t quite catch before she remembers his other confession, “wait so you’re in love with me” she asks and Julie doesn’t miss the blush that spreads across Luke’s cheeks.

“Well, yeah” he replies realising there is no getting out of this after he confessed his true feelings for the girl in front of him, “it’s okay if you don’t though we can still be fri-” but Julie holds her hand up stopping him mid sentence.

“Luke, I’d like to get to know the real you, not the act, then maybe we can discuss this again but I don’t hate you,” she admits as a look of relief falls across Luke’s face.

“That I can do” Luke smiles reaching for Julie’s hand and intertwines their fingers “now let's get this finished so that I can show you the real me” Luke jokes as Julie shakes her head at him pulling away so she can pick her book back up.